Stocking Stuffer: Werewolf Christmas

by Kyla Logan

  Stocking Stuffer: Werewolf Christmas

  Kyla Logan

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  Copyright ©2006 Kyla Logan

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  ISBN (13) 978-1-59596-533-2

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  Dedication

  This is for Glenda, who asked for more!

  Prologue

  Jenna moaned at the delicious sensation of Xavier’s thick cock moving in and out of her pussy. His hands gripped her hips tightly, encouraging her to move faster and faster. But it obviously wasn’t quick enough because he lifted her off him and knelt on the bed.

  “On your hand and knees,” Xavier ordered.

  Jenna shuddered at his words; she loved it when he got all dominant. She quickly obeyed him and was rewarded by the swipe of his tongue over her labia lips. Then she felt him pull back and the blunt tip of his cock push at her opening.

  The pleasure as his cock sank deep in her pussy was as thrilling as it had been the first time they’d made love six months ago. She had fallen deeply in love with her handsome mate. But this was no time to be thinking about then, not when she was being fucked just how she liked it -- hard and fast.

  Xavier’s fingers bit deep into her sides as he increased his pace, the length of his cock butting at the entrance to her womb. The pleasure/pain of it was more than Jenna could stand, and she moaned and shuddered in orgasm around his thrusting cock. Xavier slowed down and let her ride out the pleasure, then started his hard thrusting again.

  She let herself drop down on the bed and supported herself on crossed arms. Her nipples rubbed against the sheets as Xavier’s rapid movements pushed her forward and back. His harsh breathing told her he was nearing his own orgasm, and that was enough to send her tumbling into a second one herself. The warm spurts of her mate’s release flooded her pussy, and the groans coming from his throat told her how much he had enjoyed himself.

  Xavier collapsed at her side, and pulled her toward him. Jenna reached up and traced one of the deep scars on his cheek. Her action had stopped drawing a reaction from him after he realised they didn’t matter to her in the least. They were badges of honour to her.

  Recovering her breath, Jenna asked, “Are you positive that Jeri is Theron’s mate?”

  Xavier kissed her softly on her lips. “Yes, love, I am sure. You saw how he acted with you earlier. That is the second time after you had spent the weekend with Jeri that he sniffed around you. He is picking up her scent from your clothes. Although I have to admit it did look weird,” he said, laughing at the memory of his older brother’s confused look when he had welcomed Jenna home.

  Snuggling closer to Xavier, Jenna smiled. “Okay. This is going to be a fun Christmas watching the two of them together.”

  Chapter One

  Jeri slowly drove her car down the winding road that hopefully led to her friend Jenna’s new home. This was the first time she had managed to come for a visit. At least the threatened snowfall hadn’t arrived as forecasted.

  Driving around a bend in the road, she saw a massive mansion in front of her. That was the only word for it; why Jenna referred to it as just a house she would never know. It was huge!

  She continued driving until she reached the front of the manor and stopped the engine just as the door opened and a smiling Jenna walked out followed by her partner, Xavier. Jeri didn’t mind admitting that he was one intense looking guy, but she could see he adored Jenna.

  Jeri got out of the car as both reached her. Jenna wrapped her arms around her in a hug, and Xavier gave her cheek a little kiss of welcome. Now that surprised her. When they had met before, he was polite but didn’t show any hint of being the touchy feely type of guy. Why was he acting different to her now?

  “Give me your keys and I will get your bags out, Jeri,” said Xavier with a smile.

  Jeri handed him her keys and, arm in arm with Jenna, moved toward the. They walked into an entrance hall that was larger than her living room at home, and Jenna drew her toward an open door on the left side of the hall. The only other door visible was on the opposite side and closed.

  Jenna saw her glance and smiled. “That is the way into Xavier’s brother’s side. This used to be one big house, but Xavier and his brother, Theron, decided that although they wanted to live closer together, they didn’t want to be on top of each other, so they divided it into two homes.”

  Jeri nodded but didn’t say anything, Jenna hadn’t said much about Xavier and his brother, but hopefully she would find out all she wanted to this holiday. It had surprised her that Jenna had upped and left her job and moved in with Xavier so quickly. Oh, once she saw them together she could see the love they shared, but still -- Jenna was awfully sparse on the details.

  Jeri followed Jenna through a maze of corridors, until she finally stopped and opened a door to a beautiful bedroom. It was decorated in a simple style, but Jeri loved how the soft colours matched the antique wood of the bed and wardrobe. “I know you left straight from work, so I made sure to leave the heater on in your bathroom,” said Jenna, leading the way through the doorway into the en suite bathroom.

  Mouth open, Jeri took in the big room with the walk-in shower cubicle that took up nearly a whole wall, and the corner bath with bottles and jars of all her favourite shampoos and creams. Turning to Jenna she said, “You didn’t have to do all this, Jenna.”

  Jenna hugged her. “Yes I did. You are like a sister to me and I want you to feel at home here.”

  Both turned as they heard Xavier in the bedroom.

  Jenna said, “We will let you settle in and freshen up. I know there is no way you will remember which way to walk to reach the living room, so when you are ready just pick up the phone and dial nine, and you will get through to one of us.”

  After they both left, Jeri noticed the kettle and the mug waiting beside her bed. She clicked the warmer to high, then unpacked her case. When the herbal tea was ready, she sat down on the bed and took a slow sip of it as she assimilated everything in the room. Setting the mug down, she went into the bathroom and put the plug in the bath. She scanned the bottles until she saw her favourite L’Occitane fragrance. As she poured the lavender mix into the running water it gave off a wonderful calming aroma. Jeri stripped off her clothes and stepped into the bath, lying back she closed her eyes and relaxed.

  She knew this was going to be a wonderful Christmas.

  Chapter Two

  Theron saw the strange car sitting in front of the mansion as he neared the entrance. Jenna’s friend must have arrived while he was out on pack business. He wasn’t looking forward to tomorrow. Odd man out with a human wh
ile they watched the doe-eyed lovers was not his idea of a happy Christmas day. But at least he could escape after dinner by saying he had pack business to attend to. Neither Xavier nor Jenna would make a fuss while the human was in the room.

  Driving past the little car, he pressed the button to lift the automatic doors on the garage, wondering why Xavier hadn’t put the car into it earlier. Maybe he’d better go and mention it to him as it looked like the threatened snow was about to start falling.

  Entering the hall, Theron was hit by the luscious scent in the air. His cock grew as he closed his eyes and took a deep breath. It was the scent that he had picked up on Jenna’s clothes a few times lately. Who did it belong to?

  Without thought he moved to Xavier’s door and gave a quick knock before entering it, following the scent as he bypassed the closed living room door where he could hear Jenna’s voice.

  He wanted to catch a glimpse of the woman with this intoxicating scent. Coming to a closed door he opened it slowly, smiling as he heard a female voice singing in an off-key tone. The scent was stronger than ever and his cock grew even harder as he listened to her voice. Drawing near the en suite door, he quietly opened it until he could see the woman.

  His breath caught in his throat as he watched her wash one arm then the other. Then she lifted one leg and ran her hands up and down it before moving to the other. Finished washing her legs, she stood up then bent over to pull the plug from the bath. Theron groaned as he saw her luscious, round hips -- childbearing hips.

  His mate’s hips.

  His mate turned around at his groan and screamed when she saw him standing in the doorway.

  Theron winced at the ear piercing scream. Holding out his hands, he said, “Don’t be frightened, my mate. I would never harm you. I followed your scent, not realising you were bathing.” He moved over to the towel rail, plucked a towel from it, turned around to hand it to his mate, and found she was nearly out the door. Dripping water over the tiles and carpet, she ran to the bedroom entrance.

  Theron rushed after her and caught her just as her hand touched the door knob.

  Wrapping the towel around her shivering body, he cursed himself under his breath for scaring her this way. Before he could say anything, the door burst open and Jenna and Xavier stood in the doorway, faces grim.

  Jenna was the first to get over her surprise at seeing him holding her dripping wet friend. “What is going on here? Why did you scream, Jeri?”

  Theron shook his head at the look of disbelief that his mate gave Jenna. Well it was a silly question when you thought about it. He was the reason she screamed.

  “He --” His mate broke off and pointed at him with a shaking finger. “He was watching me in the bath!”

  Xavier looked at Jenna. Jenna looked at her friend, and then both turned to face him.

  “What are you doing here, Theron?”

  His mate gave a little gasp. “He is your brother?”

  Xavier gave her a sheepish look. “Yes, sorry about this, Jeri. We will leave you to finish drying and meet you in the living room.” Xavier tried to drag Theron through the door toward the corridor.

  “She is my mate, Xavier. There is no way I am leaving her side now.” Theron crossed his arms over his chest, waiting to see what they would do next.

  Jenna gave him a little smile and put her arms around his mate and steered her toward the bathroom. Jeri went without a struggle, turning her head to look at him before the door closed behind the two of them.

  Xavier said, “What were you thinking? She is a human. She doesn’t know our ways.”

  Theron looked at him with a grin on his face. “Like you took your time with Jenna?”

  Xavier closed his eyes and muttered something under his breath. “At least she knew who I was and I didn’t pounce on her before we even talked.”

  Theron ran his hand through his thick hair, knowing that Xavier was right. He should have talked to him first, asked who she was before barging in on her bath. But this was hard for him. He hadn’t expected to find his mate this way.

  Xavier put his hand under his arm, and pulled him toward the doorway. “Let’s leave Jenna to calm her friend down. You look like you need a drink.”

  Giving the closed door one last glance, Theron reluctantly followed his brother.

  * * *

  Jeri shivered and let Jenna lead her back into the bathroom. It wasn’t from the cold as she knew Jenna thought. It was from the memory of Theron’s gentle touch as he wrapped the towel around her wet body.

  “Are you okay, Jeri?” said Jenna softly.

  Jeri knew her shivering was worrying Jenna and she made a concentrated effort to stop. Swallowing quickly, Jeri said, “I’m fine. It’s not from fear; it’s his touch. Why am I reacting this way to him? I don’t know him.”

  “Thank God! I was frightened that you would hate him. He honestly couldn’t help but follow your scent. Oh, this is hard. It’s not really my place to explain all this. Get dried and dressed, and we will go find the men.”

  Jenna wouldn’t say anymore even though Jeri tried to prise more information from her. So she did as suggested, then followed Jenna down the corridor to confront the man who called her his mate.

  She heard the deep tones of the two men as they neared the living room. Jeri put her hand on Jenna’s and took a deep breath before nodding that she was okay.

  Following Jenna into the room, her gaze went directly to Theron. He was sitting holding what she presumed was whiskey, but it didn’t look as though he had drunk much. Thank goodness. She was not overly fond of the smell. Not that she would be getting too near him. Oh, who was she kidding? She would love to be next to him.

  He had to be at least six foot four, with a large, well muscled frame. His thick black hair was sprinkled with grey, and his eyes when she looked into them were such a deep black that she felt herself sinking into them. Dragging her eyes from his gaze was hard but she wanted to catalogue her impressions of him. His black sweater and tailored trousers fitted him like a glove, hugging his fabulous body and emphasising his muscles.

  Jeri watched as his cock started to harden and lengthen as though affected by her stare. She dragged her eyes off that part of his anatomy and blushed as she looked once more into his eyes.

  Theron stood and passed the glass in his hand to Xavier, and moved closer to her. She had to tilt her head back quite a way to look up at him.

  He ran his finger over her cheek and Jeri couldn’t help but close her eyes at his touch. Her nipples hardened and from his indrawn breath he’d noticed them poking through her top. She hadn’t bothered putting on a bra.

  Opening her eyes when she felt his breath near her face, she was taken aback by the heat and longing she saw in his eyes. Why were the two of them reacting like this to each other? She had never had such feelings for a man before.

  “I am sorry for frightening you earlier, Jeri. My only excuse is that my mind was not working after I scented you -- my mate.”

  “Why do you call me your mate? Jenna wouldn’t tell me.” Jeri frowned then added, “What do you mean -- you scented me?”

  “I am glad she didn’t. It is for me to tell. Will you come with me to my side of the house and listen?”

  Jeri could tell he was not used to asking for something. He had the look of someone who gave orders and expected them to be obeyed. She knew that she was going to go with him. She had to find out what this unexpected chemistry meant to both of them.

  She nodded and before she could verbally agree, she was swept off her feet and cradled in his tight but gentle embrace. With a startled look at the grin on both Jenna and Xavier’s faces, she let herself be carried out of their home and into unexplored territory.

  Chapter Three

  Theron couldn’t believe that Jeri was going to give him a chance to make up for his blunder earlier. He cuddled her body closer to his as he opened the door to his side of the house. Kicking the door closed with his foot, he turned in the direction of his bedr
oom. It had a sitting area that they could talk in… and it was close to his bed.

  His mate was totally relaxed. She had looped her arms around his neck and had turned her face so that she rested against him. He felt her breath on his skin at the point where his neck and shoulder joined. Was she sniffing him? He groaned as he felt her tongue run gently over his neck, and tightened his grip on her.

  Entering his room, he leaned back against the door and slowly let Jeri slide down his body until she was once again standing.

  He kept her in the circle of his arms and looked down into her eyes. She ran her tongue over her lips, causing his cock to become harder than it had been before. It felt strangled in his trousers. She felt his hardness against her stomach because her eyes opened wider and her nipples drilled into his chest. He closed his eyes at her reaction. Thank God she wasn’t running away from him.

  He bent down and claimed her mouth with his own. A burst of mint from her toothpaste along with a hint of blackcurrant filled his mouth as his tongue twisted around hers. She took an active part in their first kiss by pulling his head nearer and running her hands through his hair.

  Without breaking away from her mouth, Theron stroked his hands down her sweater then back toward her hard nipples. He pinched them through her top. The delightful moans she made encouraged him to pull away and take the bottom of her sweater in his hands and lift it up and over her head. She helped by stripping it off her arms and flinging it down on the floor.

  Her full firm breasts drew his attention, and he bent his head and took one rosy tip into his mouth, gently sucking it before trailing kisses over her chest as he moved to its twin. The whimpers of encouragement from her throat and the push of her hand on his head made him take more of her breast in his mouth and suck stronger. His reward was her hands moving under his sweater to touch his bare skin.